Poemmmm: HeartBroken

Tiptoing around the glass peices

If the sharp fragments get stuck

Inside your soul

They'll never come out

A boutique of beautiful flowers

Sunbathe in a glass of water

On my dining room table

Light streams through the window

Like a lost river looking for a home

I turn away

To find a smile

But when I turn back

The flowers have wilted

The petals have fallen

The water's turned black

The walls around me shake

Rumble

Come tumbling down

I hide

Curled in a tiny little ball

In the farthest corner of my mind

Watching thoughts fly by

Dark and sharp

And cloudy, misty shapes

When I come out

I find the vase shattered on the ground

Unmendably broken

I gather the peices anyway

And watch the blood drip out